Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

"Is your relationship still so strained after all these years?"

Cormac could only awkwardly smile without saying a word.

"On this matter, | must speak for your father. As parents, we all want our children to have a good life. However,

you're too young to understand love and emotions. Moreover, you cfrom a noble and wealthy family. Unless

you find someone from a similar background, those from lower classes are simply after your money. Such women

should only be avoided."

The two surprisingly agreed on this point. Cormac wondered what kind of life their children would have if they

were a couple.

"Mrs. Marigold, | understand what you mean, so... I'm just asking out of curiosity." Cormac took the opportunity

to probe, "If Alaric insisted on marrying Galatea, what would you..."

"He wouldn't dare!" she was furious upon hearing this. "Unless he disownsas his mother, I'd never allow that

kind of woman into our family."

Cormac felt sorry for Alaric, praying that Galatea wouldn't end up like his unfortunate girlfriend.

Galatea slept for a long tand was particularly deep asleep. Not only was she deep in slumber, but she also

had a beautiful dream.

She dreamt of their wedding before, but she was arrested by the police and forced to wake up from the

nightmare. This time, her dream was exceptionally blissful.

At the end of it, they kissed each other, and she couldn't help but smile. As she kept smiling, she actually woke

up laughing.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Alaric observing her closely. After all, she was lying in his arms, which left

her embarrassed. "Awake?" he asked gently.

"Yeah," she nodded and felt saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth. She hurriedly wiped it off and said

embarrassedly, "Sorry."

He smiled affectionately and asked, "You were laughing just now. Did you have a nice dream?"

If she told him that she dreamt of them getting married, wouldn't he make fun of her?

"Not at all," Galatea looked outside and realized it was almost dark. She quickly asked, "Are you hungry? What

do you want to eat?"

"lI want to eat the noodles you cook. They were really delicious."

It was just a bowl of plain noodles. Was it really that delicious?

"Then I'll buy sand cook them for you." The hospital room had a kitchen, so Galatea could buy ingredients

and cook for him.

"It's my fault; | should've bought you a car a long tago. What kind of model do you like? I'll buy it for you."

"No, please don't!" she hurriedly said, "We haven't formalized our relationship yet, and your mom is back. I'm

already anxious about living in the house you arranged; if you buya car, wouldn't she blme?"

"Moreover, | actually have money to buy a car, but | find it unnecessary. | don't need one in my daily life, since

taking public transport or a taxi is more convenient."

"You're my fiancée. Spending my money is a small matter."

Galatea said, "That's your thought, but your mom won't think the same. | don't want to be a sinner. Alright, I'm

going out to buy noodles. I'll be back soon."

After that, she walked out, and Alaric watched her leave before looking away after a while.

She was right. He thought it was natural to spend money on his lover, but Mrs. Marigold wouldn't agree. He was

still angry when he thought about her, so he took out his phone and called her.

"Hello, Alaric," Mrs. Marigold answered, "I went to the hospital to see you today. However, your door was locked

and you were asleep, so | didn't disturb you."

Did Mrs. Marigold cwhen he was sleeping with Galatea? It was a good thing she didn't see them. Otherwise,

she would've exploded on the spot.

"Mom, I'm already fine in the hospital. You can relax and don't need to coften." he went straight to the

point, "Also, I'm calling you over Caspian's matter." "Caspian?" Mrs. Marigold immediately felt guilty when she

heard this. Did he already know?

"What's the matter with Caspian?"

"How can you treat him like that? You ignored him when he was young, and | didn't say anything then. However,

calling him a bastard is excessive. He's just a child, and he's also your grandson. How could you say those

words?" When she realized this wasn't about Caspian's background, she immediately calmed down. However,

her anger soon resurfaced.

"Did that brat whine to you? Such a young child already knows how to tattle!"

"Mom, instead of reflecting on the harm you've done, you blhim for telling on you. You're so unreasonable!"

"Alaric, how dare you speak tolike that? | am your mother!"

"I know you are, and | know your care and love for me. However, | really don't understand why you treat Caspian

so poorly. He's just your grandson!"

The more Alaric spoke, the angrier he was. In this family, he was the only one who treated Caspian well, while

the rest of his relatives didn't care at all. When he finished speaking, Mrs. Marigold felt a sense of guilt.

Alaric was a particularly judgmental person, but considering Caspian's background, he had never once doubted

her words in all these years.

His unwavering trust made it even harder for her to find the right thing to say.

"I... | just don't like him." Even now while on the phone, Mrs. Marigold was still unsure of what to say. It felt like

she was just making excuses to dismiss the matter. However, Alaric wouldn't give up and continued asking,

"Caspian is so well-behaved and talented. Why don't you like him?" "There's no reason; | just don't!"

"I can't understand how you can dislike him for no reason. Isn't he your grandson?"

When Alaric asked this, she Marigold completely panicked. She felt guilty and had no idea whether he was

saying it offhandedly, or if he already knew something!

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